Filming filming filming, la la la! I smile to myself as I push a few bits around. Technically we're in a cafe, but I've got to make everything look right. That's my job, anyway, isn't it? I chuckle. Thank goodness so far I've managed to avoid having to say anything to either Annette or Suzie, or even look at them! Thank God... I don't know whether I'd be able to stop myself from killing them both! I think Tim might have guessed this though, because he's been keeping them very busy, sending them here and then there to see if it 'looks right'. They look like prats, if you ask me! I can't believe I have to work with them! Life's a bitch like that, I guess.
I look around at my 'handiwork' and smile, feeling pleased with myself; it looks how I wanted it to, and how I want it to look is how Tim wants it to look, so it's all good!
"Well done," a voice from behind me says smoothly. "I see you've found our director's 'vision'. I don't suppose you managed to locate your mind at the same time, did you?"
"Tim!" I jump a mile, then turn around and clout the grinning Tim Roth on the arm, who grins even more.
"Yes, at least I was last time I checked." he quips. "But hey, you know Hollywood..." I roll my eyes and he chuckles. "You busy after filming today?" he asks casually. Very casually...
"As far as I know, yeah, why.....?"
"Because you're coming for a drink with me. It's been years since I had a decent pint in a real pub." Tim answers, still smiling at me. I blink a few times, then nod.
"S-sure, why not?" Hello, where'd the extra 's' come from...? I mentally throw myself out of a very tall building for making a complete and utter arse of myself again, and manage a small smile. "Cool."
"Yeah, it's England, it tends to be." Tim chuckles, moving back before I can hit him again. "Doing a great job boss lady, I'll get out of your hair..." And with a scheming sort of grin he wanders off and accosts Johnny.
Fucking hell, I just got asked out for a drink by Tim Roth... Again! Wah!